All Chapters of Love On Ice: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

*CHRIS*It’s been about two weeks since Mira’s birthday, which means it’s been two weeks since she left the club with that guy.I thought I’d be over it by now, but I can’t shake the feeling of betrayal. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had my share of being treacherous, but she’s never had to witness it. I know that’s a messed-up way of thinking, but the way she just walked away with him without a care in the world was infuriating.Replaying the event only made my blood boil, so I decided to try and make things right. I haven’t been kind to her or even attentive like I used to be. I’m tired of grieving and sulking.With a new outlook on things, I decided to make her dinner. She used to love when I made her dinner. I remember the way she’d smile at me and wrap her arms around my neck when I’d surprise her with food after a long day at work.I miss the way we were before all of this happened between us.Just like that, I headed to the store to pick up the food I planned to prepare for her.A g

*JAMIRA* It’s been a few days since Eric gave me his phone number. I wanted to use it, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I had told him it was a one-time thing, so why can’t I get his handsome face out of my mind and why does my body crave his touch? The ride home was torture because I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Not only had I been thinking about him, but I hadn’t really seen him either after the first week. I kept reminding myself that he has a kid and a family, and that I should get him out of my head and try to fix things with Chris. I was pleasantly surprised when I walked in the house and found dinner already prepared. It made me smile because I love Chris’ cooking. And he had gone the extra mile to create a romantic ambiance. Could he be finally getting better? I went to take a shower and try to wash my thoughts of Eric away. It was hard. I should be riding his face, but I was still clinging to a memory. When I got out of the shower, I pinned my damp hair up and

*ERIC*Ever since my sister and niece moved in, I’ve been constantly on the move. I was never the type to stay still, but I did have the luxury of relaxation when I wanted. Now, it’s just motion in every direction. I was exhausted. On top of that, things have been picking up at the office.There are more meetings, more projects, and my mom breathing down my neck about my personal life.When my dad stepped down from his accounting firm, he handed me the reins to take over. I always wondered why he didn’t offer it to Kacie first, since she was the oldest and had actually shadowed him from the beginning.When I asked, he would always say she wasn’t interested in that kind of stuff and that she’d probably just marry well and wouldn’t want it. I think he just didn’t see her as being capable in some way.Worked out for me, so I couldn’t complain.There was a knock on the door that pulled me away from my work.“Come in.”It was my best friend and partner, Walton. He’d always been there to he

*JAMIRA*We accomplished a lot during the committee meeting. It flew by faster than I anticipated.On the way home, I couldn’t stop smiling and admiring the bouquet in my front seat. I never imagined Eric to be the romantic type. It’s surprising considering he wasn’t particularly aggressive.As I pulled into our townhome driveway, I noticed Chris’s car was missing. Normally, he’d be here.I decided not to dwell on it and headed inside to get ready.Just as I stepped inside, my phone buzzed. It was Eric.Dinner is at 8 p.m. Would you like me to pick you up?No, that’s fine. I’ll meet you there.Are you sure? You know it’s not an issue.It’s okay, I promise.Okay, here’s the restaurant address.I hopped into the shower to freshen up and wash away my anxiety. I’m unsure of what to expect, but I knew one thing for certain: I was going to end up in that man’s bed. The way I wanted him positioned between my legs was bewildering.I went to my closet to find an outfit. I chose a strapless dre

*JAMIRA* I left feeling satisfied and relieved. I had planned to leave earlier to return before Chris discovered my absence for the entire night. Upon arriving home, I found his car was still missing. This raised suspicions, but I needed to enter the house to create the illusion that I had been there when he arrived. Upon entering, I decided to take a shower and freshen up. I realized I should have packed an overnight bag for such situations. Returning in the same clothes was not an option. I put on some sweatpants and an oversized shirt that hung off my shoulder. I wrapped my hair and headed to the kitchen. Before cooking, I checked my phone for any messages or missed calls. Surprisingly, there were none from Chris. At this point, I wasn’t sure what I was expecting. Shortly after finishing my omelette, I heard a click at the door. It was Chris, stumbling through the door slightly unsteady. He had a strong alcohol odor. I watched him almost fall over and struggle to get up the sta